Chapter 2027 Frank Conversation

At this moment, everyone who heard these words had shock written on their faces.

Especially Aman'Thul, the King of All Realms, was trembling like chaff.

The Titans were shocked and shocked.

This is the ultimate secret of the Pantheon, and they have not even preserved the method of nurturing Titans in any form.

No one in this world has such a powerful imagination, imagining such a shocking thing that a planet is a Titan.

In fact, Duke didn't even know about it.

Titans, as the name suggests, are extremely huge humanoid beings.

An ordinary guy who is dozens of stories tall is very giant to humans, but he still doesn't have the qualifications to be called a Titan.

So just how huge is Titan?

When Duke was traveling in time and space, he peeked at a certain scene. The background of the scene was Azeroth, but the giant humanoid attached to Azeroth was Sargeras.

right!

Mr. Sa is as big as a planet.

Combined with the fact that during the War of the Ancients, Duke personally opened the portal powered by the Well of Eternity to a size of dozens of stories, and Mr. Sa was still unable to pass through the portal, we can understand how huge Titan is. Even though he used all kinds of magical powers, he still couldn't shrink his body to human size.

With a planet-level body, the ability to transform the world and create life, and almost unlimited power, this is a Titan.

By inferring these conditions, we can know how bad the situation of the Titans of the Pantheon is.

Back then, President Sa, the most capable Titan, rebelled and immediately destroyed all the Titans in the Pantheon.

It is said to be a pantheon, but in fact there are only a few Titans, not even double digits.

Defeated in a direct duel, Amansur and the others were left with nothing but their pants.

Yes, Azeroth is their last pair of pants.

The seemingly invincible Pantheon had its own laboratories and bases throughout the universe, leaving behind countless guardians. It's a pity that apart from Azeroth, no other planet has an anti-Titan magic circle.

For the vast majority of guardians, that is, high-level void lords, under the impact of the demonic sea of ​​the Burning Legion, immediate death is the only outcome.

Duke calmly concluded:

"The Pantheon may have been powerful once, but today, the only troops that the Pantheon can really command are the direct troops in the ship called the Pantheon, as well as the guardians and protectors of Azeroth. It’s just a giant dragon.”

"It is no exaggeration to say that the war in Azeroth is the Pantheon's last hope for a comeback. If even Azeroth falls, the Pantheon will have no choice but to leave this universe and seek slim hope and hope in other multiverses. Redemption.”

"Am I...right? Lord Aman'Thul!"

Duke made a loud noise, and there was silence inside and outside the Hall of Valor.

His words caused all beings to look up in the air, including the guardians, the guardian dragons, and even all low-level Pantheon servants. They need to know whether their responsibilities are still meaningful? Does your own glory still exist? Is his omnipotent master really as embarrassed as Duke said?

Even the King of Gods, Aman'Thul himself, was silent for a moment.

A phoenix in trouble is worse than a chicken.

Twenty-five thousand years ago, the Titans, who were so prosperous and could destroy whomever they saw, would never have imagined that they would be in such a state of despair.

Over the years, Aman'Thul and other Titans have not thought of other ways. It's a pity that the guardians loyal to them were killed by the Burning Legion one by one, and the strongholds were pulled out one by one.

When they realized that their creations could not withstand the demonic legions led by the Fallen Titans, they were forced to hide the Pantheon.

In the void of a certain galaxy, in a well-concealed space crack, a gorgeous palace is suspended, that is the Pantheon.

In the huge temple, several translucent giant human figures gathered together, looking at the little human named Duke Marcus on the display screen.

The pinnacle demigod who is unattainable in the eyes of mortals is just like a top-level guardian in the eyes of the Titans of the Pantheon.

Faced with Duke breaking open the last fig leaf of the Pantheon, the Titans were not angry, unwilling, or ashamed. Instead, they all looked calm.

This is Titan!

Lifespan is measured in units of "one hundred thousand years" and transcends the existence of all living beings in this world.

Because of their earth-shattering power and unimaginable means, they are called 'gods'!

It has been twenty-five thousand years. Perhaps when Sargeras rebelled against the Destruction Corps, they were also angry, roaring, and complaining.

After such a long time, all that is left is peace.

Looking at Duke's face that was too young and seemed to be easy to talk to, it was full of stubbornness and stubbornness. This kind of demeanor that dared to challenge the Pantheon only earned the chuckles of appreciation from several Titans.

Dreamweaver Norgannon smiled: "Although the guardians we created have their own thinking ability and are powerful, they have lost their variables. As long as they are not destroyed, nothing will happen 25,000 years ago or now. Difference. Now, these mortals with self-will have chosen a more ambitious and courageous human being from the outer universe to negotiate with us on behalf of us. Don’t you think this is also a kind of success for us?”

It was also true that Norgannon's words brought back the past time lingering in the deepest memories of the Titans.

It was an era when the Pantheon spanned the universe, guided life, and created miracles.

Even after 25,000 years, they still think of that good time every time they dream about it at midnight.

Now, a seemingly insignificant existence broke through the powerful illusion of the Pantheon. Not only did it not anger the Titans, but it actually gave them a glimmer of hope.

Aman'Thul spoke, and what he said was extremely mysterious.

Because apart from the guardians and the dragon guardians, only Duke, a mortal representative, could hear him. The video and sound effects that the other alliance leaders had been watching and listening to were completely cut off the moment Aman'Thul spoke.

"It seems that you also have a very powerful ability to spy on time and space. Now that you have seen the plight of the Pantheon, there is no need for me to continue to maintain this false power? Then let us have a frank conversation. After all, the Pantheon also Well, your world, too, is so fragile. Maintaining the status quo will not help us defeat the Burning Legion."

Aman'Thul pointed his finger, and Odin, Thorim, Alexstrasza, and Duke all felt that a certain part of themselves suddenly sublimated. It was as if his soul split into a soul clone and was absorbed into a mysterious realm.

I can hear the voices of Aman'Thul and several other participants, and can also speak there, but most of my self-feeling is as if I am still in the Sky Fortress.

Aman'Thul spoke: "Duke Marcus, tell me your plan. This will determine whether the Pantheon will cooperate with you in the way you want."